Last Public Post.

I don't feel like dealing with assholes and random nutjobs... I'm enough of one myself at the moment because of you people.

Rot in Hell.

Otherwise... please don't add me unless you've commented and I've approved.

3:26 AM - I want a submissive
Current mood: horny

Looking at BDSM equipment makes me feel lonely [and horny]. Come on... ring gags? That's so fucking hot.

And duct tape?
And dental retractors?
And speculums?
and mitten wrist cuffs?
And for fuck's sakes - a latex vacuum bed? I'd almost switch for that.

Jeebus...

I don't need to deal with people wanting to die right now... I don't think they'll go through with it, but still. Been there - still kinda there... don't wanna deal with that.

to assholes who toss my shit [salome would like this one]:

the people I was renting from before vancouver decided to not inform me that I left a few things there and just threw them away - when I got there the response I got to "you should have called me" was "you were supposed to have all your stuff out" - with a snarky self rightous attitude. I got one of them his job - the one who was snarky. I never did shit to the other one. They weren't friends but we were civil.

don't piss off someone that knows things about you that can be socially and legally damaging - especially if they have no obligation to give a shit about what happens to you. *smirk*

Max West was a crackhead for two years. Before he started at the cigarette store located across from Dante's he was employed as a meth dealer and was basically homeless - but regardless of employment, he is still a useless spiece of shit. Now that the government is giving him money and he has this job that he wouldn't have gotten without me he walks around like he's god's gift - which maybe he is to crackheads and fuck ups just like him... and he assumes that everyone around him deserves about as much respect as he obviously does - which is zero. He's the guy with the white hair that usually works in the mornings. Just in case anyone goes there and want's to ask him for some brillo pads or bring up aspects of his past that he might not be fond of remembering. Make sure to block his truck! It's a white pick up that's usually parked by the store.

I have other information - and more I can use against them... not saying what cuz I don't wanna incriminate myself or anything. Heh. Revenge is sweet.

god motherfucking dammit - I hate watching people spiral so far down the hole that there really is nothing at all left.

Reminds me of how bad things could be - but it also disgusts me. I don't care about these people - I've never met them. They are not close personal friends - so why are they on my list depressing me and pissing me off? Why bother supporting someone without any chance of hope? Who have never proved themselves to me as being worthy of my support.

Enough. Some people I wold die for. You're not one of them.

Get help.

all that comes through loud and clear is that right now you are being a horrible person. And that you should feel like crap about it. You've apologized to me in the past, and you've always ended up understanding - which is why I hesitate to label you anything other than eventually compassionate - and I know I must have tried your patience - which is on me. But I don't deserve this kind of treatment, especially when all I wanted was an [calm] explanation. If you don't think I'm worth that much, then I don't wish anything other than reality to hit you square in the jaw.

Nobody talks to me like that - not even you. Sorry. Wake the hell up.

this journal is a pointless exercise in masochism. ]]]
don't bother.

I finally got a laptop - a Dell Latitude D510 - for $200.  Still have to get an AC Adapter for it in the morning when Best Buy or something is actually open.  Tried yesterday to no avail and wasted my day off with places closing.
Can't wait to customize it.  Dual operating system with SUSE or Ubuntu and Window XP [Vista is crap]... fucking stickers, and  my fucking code compilers.  I miss my coding/learning.  Or maybe even something more base than that.

Might actually crack open my Unix book... haven't gotten a chance, but it's almost like waiting for the prospect of good sex on a regular basis with experimentation... as lame as that sounds.  It'll prolly get worse the more I know.
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